I told her, Jennifer, sweetheart, you need to be holding something in those paws of yours. You can’t just have them … up like that. You need something in them.

We tried the two cups of coffee. That was her idea. Spilled them on her blouse. Had to change. Took about an hour. Then we tried two KFC buckets. My idea. Smelled. Got on her clothes, she said. Had to quit for the day. Went to Wendy's - true story. Next morning, Teddy, our gaffer, was scrounging through an old box - there were wooden dolls and thimbles apparently, things he liked; then he calls out:

“Hey! Look at these two letters!“

I put on my glasses, pointed at him and said, “Bring those motherhumpers over here!”